Chapter 212: Lowly Lives?
Gang Gu's eyes grew thick with killing intent.
Yeop Hyeon didn't answer, and the man let out a sneer.
"Don't like that?"
With those words, the man tightened his grip on the child's nape. In an instant, the girl's eyes bulged wide, and a ceaseless, gut-wrenching scream poured from her mouth.
Watching this, Gang Gu could no longer hold back. Her entire body trembled with rage.
At that moment, a golden nameplate flew from Yeop Hyeon's hand toward the man—the five million top-grade spirit stones he had demanded.
The man snatched the nameplate and crushed it in his fist.
Crack!
With a sickening snap, the girl's neck twisted at an unnatural angle.
The man laughed as he tossed the already lifeless body at Yeop Hyeon's feet.
"I never said I'd let her live. Was I wrong?"
Yeop Hyeon's fists trembled violently for a moment. Then, in a small voice, he finally spoke from the silence.
"Why... why did you do that?"
Just as the man opened his mouth to reply, a surge of pure white sword intent began to whirl from Yeop Hyeon's body.
Pure Intent Sword Intent!
Yeop Hyeon clenched his fists and advanced on the man, his face twisted in unprecedented savagery.
"To think a person could become this evil... To the good, I offer benevolence. To evil, the cruelest punishment the world can give!"
Boom!
In that instant, the white mist pouring from his body darkened to pitch black.
One Thought Evil! Good and Evil Sword Intent!
At this moment, the middle sword of the three embedded at the top of the Gyeok Ok Tower began to tremble.
How evil could a person become?
In truth, Yeop Hyeon had never encountered someone truly wicked. Even those called villains were mostly just on opposing sides. It was like family turning against each other when survival or profit was at stake.
But right now, Yeop Hyeon gained a new understanding of what "evil" truly meant.
The world was full of people who had devolved beyond humanity.
Like the man before him!
Where there was good, there was evil.
The man paled in terror as Yeop Hyeon's sword intent materialized into form.
"Sword intent made manifest... you..."
In a flash, a streak of black sword light pierced the man's shoulder, cutting off his voice. The overwhelming energy from the light dragged him back, pinning his body to the dead-end wall.
As he struggled to break free, three more streaks of sword light flew in, embedding in his other shoulder and both legs.
The man could no longer move an inch.
Terror replaced the venomous glare he fixed on Yeop Hyeon. The spots where the sword lights had struck were slowly corroding.
The man hadn't even had a single chance to counterattack.
Yeop Hyeon ignored him now and approached the girl's corpse. Her unclosed eyes brimmed with fear and injustice.
She was just an innocent child who knew nothing!
Yeop Hyeon gently closed her eyes with his hand.
Then, the man's voice rang in his ear.
"I don't know who you are, but I'm the grandson of the Blood Sect's Vice Sect Leader. Don't touch me and bring disaster on yourself!"
Yeop Hyeon lunged at him. The Spirit Water Sword was already in his hand, its blade as black as night.
It seemed to have taken on the Evil Intent Sword Intent.
Yeop Hyeon could also feel the sword's energy was several times stronger than before—nearly rivaling a heavenly sword.
Grabbing the man's throat, Yeop Hyeon roared ferociously.
"Call them all here... I'll show you exactly what it feels like to be tormented by others!"
As his words fell, the Spirit Water Sword blazed wildly, dancing in a frenzy. With each motion, chunks of the man's flesh peeled away.
"Gaaahk!"
The man endured the first few slashes, but soon he couldn't hold back, screaming in agony.
"You Qingzhou vermin! Do you really want to see your entire clan massacred?!"
But Yeop Hyeon's hand only moved faster. The aura emanating from him grew ever more sinister, reaching the pinnacle of utmost evil.
Suppress Evil with Evil!
As the man's screams filled the hall, Yeop Hyeon's blade had stripped the flesh from both arms and was now carving into his legs.
It was a gruesome slaughter too horrific to witness.
Yet the rage in Yeop Hyeon's chest hadn't subsided.
Gang Gu watched with a worried expression. This Yeop Hyeon was utterly different from the one she knew. The sword intent and energy pouring from him were so wicked that even she felt a chill of fear.
"Stop!"
A roar echoed from the end of the corridor, and a powerful energy enveloped Yeop Hyeon in an instant. But before he could react, his Evil Intent Sword Intent struck first.
Boom!
The energy wrapping him vanished.
Not far from Gang Gu and Yeop Hyeon, an old man in black robes appeared, holding a black cloth in his hand.
"Who dares lay hands on a disciple of our Blood Sect?!"
The old man bellowed at Yeop Hyeon with murderous fury.
Gang Gu stepped in front of him, shouting in anger.
"You're the ones slaughtering people inside Kanguk! And these were just powerless elders and children..."
"We merely killed some bugs—what's the problem?!"
As Gang Gu opened her mouth to rage back, Yeop Hyeon approached her side.
"Why waste words on trash?"
His sword flashed.
Slash!
The man behind him split in half.
"You... you...!"
The old man couldn't finish. Yeop Hyeon was charging at him with ferocious momentum.
A massive sword momentum erupted from the Spirit Water Sword like a tidal wave, leaving the old man gasping for breath. His face twisted in shock.
'Is this truly the sword momentum of the Divine Fusion Realm?!'
With no time to think, the old man spread his hands. The black cloth unleashed a pitch-black energy, snaking toward Yeop Hyeon like a venomous serpent.
But the Spirit Water Sword trembled, devouring the black energy in a heartbeat.
The Evil Intent Sword Intent in his sword eyes had absorbed the opponent's power. Having consumed even that evil intent, the Spirit Water Sword blazed with even greater might.
Yeop Hyeon swung down at the old man's head.
Utmost Evil Single Sword!
The old man formed hand seals in panic, summoning a black shield. But the Spirit Water Sword absorbed even that power instantly.
'It's over!'
The old man stared blankly as the blade fell.
Boom!
His body flew back, crashing through a room a hundred zhang away. The collapsing building buried him.
When the dust settled, the old man slowly rose from the rubble, vomiting blood. Yeop Hyeon appeared before him, dropping his sword without hesitation at the glaring elder.
Slash!
The old man's body cleaved in two, splattering blood across the floor.
The fresh blood touching the Evil Intent Sword Intent turned black.
Just then, a group of cavalry appeared before Yeop Hyeon.
It was the Chang Lan Dao Soldiers.
The soldiers dismounted in perfect unison, kneeling on one knee.
"We greet the Dean!"
Yeop Hyeon commanded the Chang Lan Dao Soldiers.
"Search the city now and behead every Blood Sect warrior!"
"Understood!"
The Chang Lan Dao Soldiers mounted and vanished in a flash.
'Blood Sect! You bastards!!'
Yeop Hyeon clenched his fist, and the Spirit Water Sword vibrated fiercely.
Gang Gu approached softly.
"You okay?"
Yeop Hyeon shook his head and walked to a nearby street stall—not far off. It was the place where he'd eaten knife-cut noodles with his sister Yeop Ryeong when he first arrived in Yangjie City. A fat man lay sprawled on the ground.
The owner who had made those noodles for him.
Even if Yangjie City wasn't crowded, it still housed hundreds of thousands.
Most of those hundreds of thousands had been brutally slaughtered.
Before Divine Fusion Realm or Myriad Laws Realm experts, ordinary folk were no stronger than flies.
Yeop Hyeon slumped into a chair, placed the Spirit Water Sword on the table, and said nothing.
Gang Gu sat quietly beside him, keeping watch.
How much time passed? Uninvited guests arrived—thirty warriors led by a middle-aged man at the front.
All wore uniforms emblazoned with a small "Blood" character on the left chest. Every one was at the peak of the Divine Fusion Realm.
The middle-aged leader was Hyeol Ryeo, the Great Elder of the Blood Sect.
Hyeol Ryeo stepped forward toward Yeop Hyeon.
"I've heard of you. They say you're the strongest young talent in Qingzhou besides An Ranxiu."
Yeop Hyeon didn't respond.
Hyeol Ryeo spotted the old man's corpse in the distance behind him, furrowed his brow briefly, and fell silent.
"Our Blood Sect has no desire to make an enemy of you. Cover up what we've done here, and we'll have no further dealings. What do you say?"
Gang Gu scoffed.
"You want me to just watch while you keep killing my people?"
The middle-aged man replied dismissively.
"They're just lowly lives—why get so worked up?"
"Lowly lives?"
Gang Gu's face twisted.
"You saying only Myriad Laws Realm experts deserve to live?"
The middle-aged man turned to Yeop Hyeon with a blank expression.
"Looks like you want to be our enemy, Yeop Hyeon. In that case..."
Suddenly, Yeop Hyeon seized the Spirit Water Sword from the table and slashed like lightning.
Hyeol Ryeo's eyes chilled as he punched toward the blade. A streak of blood light flashed over his fist.
Sword clashed with fist.
Boom!
The explosion rocked the hall, shoving both back a dozen zhang.
Hyeol Ryeo's fist was cracked, his hand mangled and torn.
Inside, he was stunned. He was at the peak of the Myriad Laws Realm.
Yeop Hyeon was merely Divine Fusion Realm.
Hyeol Ryeo's gaze toward Yeop Hyeon turned deadly serious.
"Hahaha!"
A booming laugh echoed in their ears. An old man descended from the sky, hovering in the air not far from Hyeol Ryeo and Yeop Hyeon.
It was the Hap Hwan Old Man.